Saturday, July 19, 2014

#262 The Ordeal of Sleep




I like
painting
Georgette asleep
as much as I
like watching
her sleeping; but
it’s an ordeal
for me unless I
take her night-
dress off &
paint her lying
on her side. I
cannot forget
how my mother
was found
after her suicide,
floating on her
back in the
river with her
nightdress up
over her face
as if it were
a veil.